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hi! i'm mimi!

[mimi-mystake]

sorry friends. njsj en makes me more sad than anything now, so this blog has been, and is officially, abandoned. i’ve deleted old requests and closed the ask box permanently. i’ll leave my writing up since it’s made so many of you happy. i’m so grateful for all the love and support. i hope my few fics/musings bring you comfort when you need it.

take care of yourselves and each other out there, okay? be kind. be loving.

🧡 love, mimi (@mimi-kurusu)

[mimi-mystake]

everything u write ab shu is a blessing 🙏🙏🙏 thank you for your service

oh gosh thank you so much anon! i'm sorry that this blog has been like, mad dead for a hot minute ;-; just know that i see all the likes and reblogs and comments in tags on the things i've written, and of course, your ask!!

it really means a lot to me that you've stopped by and told me this! thank you so much, and i hope to provide more shu content for my dear, fellow yaminions soon!

♡

[mimi-mystake]

a different type of magic

prompt: physical intimacy: touching foreheads, caressing your partner’s face, first time confession

character: shu yamino

pairing: gn!reader x shu yamino

rating: gen

notes: this is my first ever niji writing! i hope you all enjoy it. i was feeling soft about shu today, and i hope that it shows~ ✰

✦ ₊꒷꒦︶︶︶ ୨୧ ︶︶︶꒷꒦ ₊ ✦

you get lost in amaranthine eyes when he looks at you. so much so, that you don’t even notice the teasing lilt of of his lips beneath your curious, quivering touch. your nervous palm just barely caresses his cheek, fingers pressing down on soft fringe. each time shu blinks, you feel the whisper of his lashes on your skin. you shiver as his silky gaze causes you to fall further into endless amethyst depths.

you never want to resurface.

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[mimi-mystake]

to the darling long-distance relationship request anon, here are the final three LDR luxiem headcanons for you: seisoxiem edition! thank you again for requesting and for your patience! (･ω<)☆

(part 1 with vox and mysta is here!)

✦ ₊꒷꒦︶︶︶ ୨୧ ︶︶︶꒷꒦ ₊ ✦

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[mimi-mystake]

Hi Mimi!! I was wondering if I could request a LDR (long distance relationship) reaction with Luxiem and (only if you want to build up on this since I’m new to requesting so I’m not too sure if Im doing this right but;; your dating them and they come and visit you on your bday!!)) thank u in advance!! :)

hihi anon! i really love this request and think that it is so cute! i am also very familiar with the heartache that LDRs can cause ;A;

i went with (very lengthy) headcanon lists rather than full stories, and i hope that’s ok with you!

i haven’t gotten to luca, ike, and shu since i ran out of steam as i was finishing mysta’s, but i’ll come back later and get the others written for you ^_^ (i think this will also make the post easier to read when split up, too!)

edit: read part 2 here!

i hope you enjoy these two ✰ 

✦ ₊꒷꒦︶︶︶ ୨୧ ︶︶︶꒷꒦ ₊ ✦

👹 a long-distance relationship with vox akuma ♡

vox has a loving nature at heart despite his intimidating exterior, so once you’re in a relationship with him, expect our darling demon to message you the softest, sweetest things all throughout the day

good morning texts? of course! thinking of you messages? in spades. and memes? i mean, duh, it’s milord after all. he’s always trying to get you to smile and remind you just how much he loves and cherishes you

of course... he’ll send sensual, erotic things your way, too after confirming that you’re down for it, and BOY HOWDY does he know how to play you like a fiddle and fluster you in seconds. he leaves you very, very thirsty for more.

he won’t admit out loud without poking fun at himself, but he’ll also send you snippets of incredibly romantic poetry. whether it’s from his own mind or a published work, he won’t say one way or another, and upon being questioned, will send a smug winking selfie instead of properly answering

(he’s writing it all, shh don’t tell him that you’re onto him!)

that being said, it’s incredibly hard on him to be away from you and so, so busy with his work. he loves his work, but sometimes he struggles in feeling that he’s balancing his time well. you’ll want to make sure to remind him that even if you’re far apart, you are still there for him and love him dearly, and no, you’re not neglected or sad or upset when he’s busy. you are his biggest fan, so seeing him stream brings you joy!

the two of you have an ocean of late-night talks over discord, and you often forget to sleep until it’s way past your bedtime

it’s okay though because to vox, you’re quite literally the best thing in his life, and that makes it worth it

i hope you like movie nights because vox’s favorite thing to do with you will be exactly that complete with snacks, drinks, and way too many blankets and pillows (your request for ultimate comfort and to pretend the two of you are snuggling each other).

the time you spend together just being, existing at the same time and pretending that, just for the briefest of moments, you’re in the same place and clinging to each other across the distance and, for the first time ever, feeling the other’s comforting presence... well, it’s just perfect. simply and utterly perfect. you wouldn’t ask for more, except... your birthday is soon.

once it comes around, you think it’s going to be a relatively relaxed, laid-back event where you do another movie night or play some games with your dear demon. you’d planned it out with him already and made sure you were free of doing whatever else you normally do during the day. you have your setup ready to go, the movie pulled up on your computer and everything! time-management, let’s goooo!

it’s around lunch when you hear a knock at your door and, confused, you put down your half-made meal, wipe off your hands, and go to answer it. you’re not expecting anyone for the day, but hey, maybe it’s the post office or something, so you open the door expecting to sign for a package you don’t quite remember ordering

when you see that it’s your vox, in-person, not through a screen, pure and gloriously unfiltered in front of you with a shy, dopey little smile on his face and a prettily wrapped present tucked under his arm, you immediately find yourself tearing up and launching yourself at him the same time he wishes you a happy birthday in that velvet voice of his

he grabs you with an “oomph!” finagling the present safely to the ground and wrapping you in the biggest, warmest hug you’ve ever felt in your life.

you hear his heartbeat, normally so calm and steady, fluttering like a bird’s. he smells warm, like autumn spice and cologne and something so distinctly vox that you can’t describe it, and the reality of the situation simply overwhelms you

you’re dizzy as he breathes out your name. “surprised, darling?” he asks after a moment

OBVIOUSLY, YOU SILLY BOY. you can’t even get sarcastic with him you’re so ecstatic for him to be there, in real life. you can touch him finally. oh my god, you can kiss him, and oh my god, why in the hell haven’t you kissed him senseless yet???

you very quickly rectify the situation by doing just that instead of answering him with words. you can feel him smile into your kiss and chuckle low in his chest as he shifts to hold your chin with his warm fingers, his other palm grazing up your neck to cup the back of your head

best. birthday. surprise. ever!!!

«────── « ⋅ʚ♡ɞ⋅ » ──────»

🦊 a long-distance relationship with mysta rias ♡

mysta has two modes: clingy, nevergonnaletyougo, and needy; or soft, low-maintenance and for lack of a better word, chill. and because he has two modes, you sometimes play a little guessing game internally and pick which mysta-mode you’re gonna get when the two of you talk

most of the time, he vacillates between them both because he loves you fiercely, but doesn’t want to seem like he’s too overwhelming, too pushy, too much. he never wants to be too much nd works hard to be his best for you all the time. it’d be admirable it didn’t cause you to fret over him.

you’ll probably have to approach him first most of the time not because he’s inattentive, but because he loves you so much, he’s worried that he’ll freak you out or scare you off. (oh mysta, dear heart... there’s no way he can chase you away with his emotions; you love him powerfully right back and each time you hear his voice, whether he’s being sweet, spicy, or (purposefully? accidentally?) head empty, your heart climbs up your throat and you feel a blush dust your cheeks)

half of your text-based conversations are the two of you sending memes and the weirdest videos you can imagine. ya’ll really love the niche, bizarre side of tik tok and youtube. (this, lowkey, is a major love language between the two of you)

when you’re not memeing or being an entire enigma, the two of you are bantering and teasing with the best of them. lots of good-natured pranking and joking, especially from mysta. when he’s feeling his best, his quips can come rapid-fire and only break due to his infectious laughter or you groaning and begging for him to stop being a menace

he’ll remind you that he’s your menace and that you “loooooove it so much, babe. don’t lie to yourself. you loooooove me, dontcha?!” and he’ll so desperately want to poke and prod your sides to drive his point home and hold you and kiss you and love on you and give you all the attention and affection you deserve before he tries to reign back his thoughts a bit and try to just enjoy talking to you even when he wants nothing more than to just be there with you.

(”of course i love you, you big idiot,” you’ll say

“i love you, but puh-lease have mercy,” you’ll say

“yeah, no i don’t think so!” he’ll answer every time as he makes note of how soft you sound when telling him)

you have a suspicion as to just how potent mysta’s anxious feelings are, especially around these little bouts of teasing. and he’ll know that you know because your bouncy, goofy detective may be a bundle of energy and silliness, but he’s also incredibly emotionally intelligent and has an excellent intuition to boot

so when you have bad days, or you’re feeling upset for no discernible reason, mysta knows. you’re not sure how, especially on days he calls or messages without having talked to you that day. he just... acts himself, doesn’t push you to vent if you’re not feeling it, and lets you know that he’s there for you, or tries to make you laugh if he senses that’s what you need

this is wonderful, especially on your birthday: you’re spending it by yourself. mysta has already contacted you earlier and wished you a happy birthday over a quick call before saying he was going to be busy for a few hours, but he’d talk to you soon. that was a few hours ago, and now, you’re by yourself working your way through a slice of birthday cake your family brought for you that morning

the doorbell rings before you get halfway through and though you’re irritated, you get up to get it out of sheer curiosity. “who is--?” you cut yourself off, closing your mouth with a snap when you see mysta, your darling, beautiful mysta there. right there. he’s shuffling and wiggling nervously, hands fidgeting with his rings and flitting about with nervous energy

you don’t give him a moment to say anything at all before you wrap yourself around him and hum into his chest. his arms wind their way around you quickly and tightly as you snuggle as far into his chest as you can and try not to stain it with tears and snot. “mysta...!” you choke out.

he giggles, and it should be illegal to be so damn cute, honestly. “happy birthday, babe,“ he says before he peppers your cheeks, your nose, your forehead, your lips in tiny little kisses that make you giggle at him right back.

needless to say, your mood lifts straight into the stratosphere :)

[mimi-mystake]

luxiem and shoto with an s/o that can play the piano plus sing really well while playing? >< i love your work btw!! keep it upp

oh wow thank you, anon!!!! you are a sweetie~!!! also this request is so wholesome awmg! (*˘︶˘*).｡.:*♡ mad shout-out to those of you who can play piano and sing at the same time; ya'll are talented! i can only do one or the other haha!

〜☆ shoto & luxiem with a significant other who can play piano and sing well at the same time

👹 vox akuma:

vox will be SO. DOWN. BAD. when he first discovers your talents. even more so when you preform them both at the same time for him. he’ll get this look in his eyes, like little glittering stars caught in them, and he’ll just be so full of love and adoration he might actually burst. (*♡∀♡)

usually he’s the one pulling people in with that velvet, rich voice of his and ensnaring the unsuspecting in his devious trap, but your voice does the same to him. he’s so stunned each time you sing for him and he finds himself just getting utterly lost in your voice

he’s never had more of an appreciation for the piano in his life. like, he wasn’t really an aficionado or anything before, but you make him devote time to understanding the instrument even if he is less than stellar at playing it.

he won’t sing with you at first, instead focusing on you and only you (and wow is that attention intense), but after a while and a bit of encouragement, you’ll get him to hum along. with your grin and a bit of extra nudging, he miiiight just sing with you if you ask him nicely with a “pretty please” and a flutter of lashes.

mostly though, vox just wants to sit and listen to you forever. he’ll burn the sound of you singing and playing into his memories and cling to them forever, even long after you’ve left this world and he still remains, steadfast and heartbroken, to tell the tale of a lover long-passed with a musicality that would rival the muses

✦ ₊꒷꒦︶︶︶ ୨୧ ︶︶︶꒷꒦ ₊ ✦  

🦊 mysta rias:

your adorable detective will stare, open-mouthed and head void of any thought other than “dear god they’re literally perfect is there anything they can’t do holy shit i love them so fucking much what the hell” on repeat while he listens and just... lives in the moment.

your voice is so soothing and sweet, mysta finds that any worry he might have just gets completely swept aside as he gets lost in your performances and allows himself to get carried along with your music. (❤ω❤)

he won’t even find himself able to hum along if he knows a song because he’ll just be too entranced by you. he’ll be dead silent the entire time until you finish and look at him expectantly and wait for his reaction after a few, long beats of silence.

you want the loudest support and applause? well, you’ve got ‘em! you may not preform in front of thousands, but mysta’s whoops and hollers mean so much more to you than the cheers of strangers, and he makes you feel like you’re flying every time his exuberance takes over full force.

mysta is also the type of person to make song requests of you, except that you end up shooting down most of them for being a) too ridiculous or b) jokes, and the two of you will collapse into laughter as mysta tries more and more to get you to play increasingly silly things and maybe get him to stop with a kiss or two~

✦ ₊꒷꒦︶︶︶ ୨୧ ︶︶︶꒷꒦ ₊ ✦  

🦁 luca kaneshiro:

i really hope you’re ready to have your songs to be sung along to by both luca and lucy. it’s a toss-up as to which you’ll get, but no matter the voice, it always sounds good and both you and luca will have so much fun! it’ll be a bit of challenge to not giggle if you’re playing a more upbeat song with how luca is looking at you like you’re the most beautiful, awe-inspiring thing he’s ever seen, though.

he’ll want you to teach him how to play a bit of piano, just the basics, and even when you’re playing, he’ll want to join in with a single note or fudged-up measure that will either throw you off your groove entirely and make you laugh as you make your way to the end of the song, or add a little... something that doesn’t necessarily sound good, but makes the two of you grin wildly as you finish your piece.

of course, he’ll watch you more seriously, too. he won’t always want to add his own little odds and ends in there, and in these moments, you can’t help but watch him out of the corner of your eye because the way he looks at you? it’s everything. (´꒳`)♡

luca will make you feel like the single most talented person on the planet with his unwavering support. he’ll tell everyone he knows about you and your talents, and beg them to swing by to watch you play. he’s just so proud and enamored that he wants to share his beloved with the world, and who can blame him? you are AMAZING after all!

✦ ₊꒷꒦︶︶︶ ୨୧ ︶︶︶꒷꒦ ₊ ✦  

🖊️ ike eveland:

if you think for a moment that ike isn't going to want to join you in singing once he's over just how beautiful your voice and playing are, then you are clearly mistaken. (though he’s not sure if he’ll ever be truly over your skills) he’s your biggest fan and will 100% fanboy and fawn over you in a sweet dainty way that leaves you flushed and giggling.

the two of you harmonize without any planning, and it's almost like a concert with how incredible you both sound. he’ll also want you to teach him to be better at piano so the two of you can play and sing duets.

ike will request songs for you to play because he just wants to hear your take on some of his favorites and sit and bask in how wonderful you are. if you don’t know a song he chooses, then he’ll leave it up to you and no matter what you pick, ike will be on cloud nine. god, he loves you so much, he isn’t sure how he can contain it all within him. (♡˙︶˙♡)

and yes he will tell you after each and every song just how much he admires your skill and talent. he looks up to you musically and wants to become even better to make you proud because of all the ways you make him proud. reciprocal pride tskr!

the two of you are basically a fairy tale couple both musically and in general, and with how sweet ike is on you, how much he dotes on you and cherishes and loves you, everyone you know can't help but love him just as much right back. ♡ it’s the type of singing give-and-take that people make musicals and disney movies out of, and you will never let him forget it... in the most loving way, of course~

✦ ₊꒷꒦︶︶︶ ୨୧ ︶︶︶꒷꒦ ₊ ✦  

👟 shu yamino:

shu will LOVE finding out that you can both play piano and sing. and when you explain that you can do this simultaneously? well, your dear sorcerer finds himself completely and utterly head over heels even more than before. he’ll want to sing with you, but he doesn’t want to interrupt what he’ll consider the most amazing discovery of his life

it might take some coaxing, and promising that it wouldn’t be an unwelcome intrusion, but eventually shu will sing either with you or while you back him up on piano. the two of you, however, will get distracted by the others’ voice and little goof-ups and flat notes will send the two of you into a fit of giggles. (please let shu laugh, the world needs more of his laughter)

he’ll proclaim himself to be your biggest fan (and make the appropriate fan puns while doing so) and even go out of his way to get a light stick or two in your favorite color so that he can lean into his audience role. if you let him, he’ll record you on his phone so that he can watch on days he isn’t feeling his best.

you are his pick-me-up, and the way he loves you gives you the strength to do anything. shu always has your back, and will tell you this along with how much he adores you and how talented you are even when you’re just practicing. he might even practice singing with you!

and yes, you use this as a reason to beg and plead for him to do more karaoke and perhaps even a few official covers or original songs. you have to use your power as his significant other in some way, right? (￢‿￢ )

✦ ₊꒷꒦︶︶︶ ୨୧ ︶︶︶꒷꒦ ₊ ✦  

🗡️ shoto:

nothing will stop this boy from humming and singing along when he knows the song you’re playing. he’ll also try and make a few requests for songs that he knows you love as much as he does. he’ll sit there, this silly little grin plastered on his face, chin in his hands, eyes trained on you, and just feel his worries being sucked away like rain on dry ground. you make him forget his troubles, his past, his biggest regret.

always always always there for you if you preform for the public. even if you just play for yourself and not for money, he’ll go out of his way to clear his schedule to support you. he just wants to be there, loving you and reminding you just how divine you are. (and he definitely knows a thing or two about divinity.)

shoto worships the ground you walk on when he finds out that you can play and sing at the same time. like, literally. he gets down on the ground and BOWS and you’re so unbelievably embarrassed that you shout his name and drag him to his feet as he explodes with laughter. it’s so infectious, that you’ll end up howling right along with him as he pets your hair and praises you in his soft, lilting voice~ ♡(｡- ω -)

he just wants to listen to you always, and when he’s sleepy, he’ll ask you to sing or play for him to lull him to sleep. you also hope that this keeps any nightmares at bay, too, so you happily oblige your sweet rogue each time he asks. no puppy-dog eyes needed!

[mimi-mystake]

luxiem kabedoning reader? ~_☆

lovely anon, i just wanna tell you that this request had me flustered the entire time i was writing. like.... waa (///￣ ￣///)also important psa: never kabedon irl without consent! this post is a little spicy/suggestive, btw!

〜☆ luxiem kabedoning reader

👹 vox akuma:

king of the kabedon fr fr he has it mastered like it's a high art form

always smooth about it no matter what, and leaves you breathless and confused each and every time. like, how is he doing this unironically? and so well, excuse???

loves it very much when you get flustered and bury your head in his chest to avoid his gaze. please do because then you can feel his laughter

"oh, my sweet thing," vox purrs. his hand is flat against the wall near your head, the other curling soft fingers beneath your chin to lift it. the second his eyes lock on yours, you're weak. your heart pounds and you feel so, so small under his gaze. like a caught butterfly, you tremble.

he studies you with an intensity that shows you that you're the most interesting, beautiful subject in the world. his eyes burn into yours as he leans closer, just a fraction, and everything about him suddenly overtakes your senses.

it's almost too much, you think, having vox so intimately close to you in this position. you're not even doing anything terribly spicy, not even a simple kiss, and yet you feel your face heating up hotter than the core of the earth. wetting your lips, you break eye contact with him after too much time has passed. he's a lot. vox is so much, so close, and...

your thoughts stumble, trip, and dissolve as you let your head fall against vox's warm chest, groaning, "you're ridiculous." and vox laughs, because of course he does, making you burst into a fit of giggles once your nerves have settled.

✦ ₊꒷꒦︶︶︶ ୨୧ ︶︶︶꒷꒦ ₊ ✦

🦊 mysta rias:

it would be easy to think that mysta kabedoning you would be hilarious or just awkward, but no, he cranks up the charm to 1000% and hits you with a smirk that makes your knees weak and heart stutter

one of the rare moments where he is purely suave. he'd be too powerful if he could be this way all the time

will melt into a blushy little puddle if you give him a kiss

"hm? out of comebacks already?" he says after he's caged you between the wall and his forearm leaving your throat tight and eyes wide. mysta's smirk makes you feel a certain type of way, and there's a mischievous glint in his eyes that you want to dive into fully. he leans closer to you, mirroring his right arm to his left and crowding closer to you.

you stutter out a few syllables, but find that you can't summon proper words as you stare into the blue of mysta's bi-colored eyes. instead, you smile up at him and flutter your lashes prettily. your wit may have left you, but your own charm thankfully hasn't. it works in your favor, too, seeing as how mysta's cheeks color ever so slightly and his adam's apple bobs with a poorly hidden nervous swallow.

he recovers smoothly, though, and continues his teasing. "no, no, no, you're not the doing the flirting here, babe." he leans so close, you can inhale his words. "that's aaaaall me." his voice softens to velvet and your entire body shudders.

mysta's smirk somehow becomes more smug, and it bothers you so much that you close the distance between the two of you to kiss it clear off his face. it works a little too well as when you pull away, mysta is left spluttering, flushed, and terribly smitten. now it's your turn to smirk as he collapses onto you, mumbling about how you're so unfair and mean to tease him back.

✦ ₊꒷꒦︶︶︶ ୨୧ ︶︶︶꒷꒦ ₊ ✦

🦁 luca kaneshiro:

being kabedoned by the tall, broad, muscular mafia boss is literally a dream come true, and he does it so, so well. he might chuckle the entire time, but it just adds to the charm and my god, is luca swoon-worthy

will lift you chin if you try to hide and give you this lopsided grin before kissing you silly

there is something so powerful about his kabedon that has you feeling electrified

you're both overcome with laughter when luca's hand smacks against the wall above your head. he's tried his best to stay serious and flirty, and dear god, did that work for a long, heated second where you were drawn into his allure, but the second he tries to say something to send you spiraling further into simpdom, you're already grinning from ear to ear and luca's infectious guffaws fills the empty space.

"hey! i'm trying-" he struggles to keep himself together as he pulls you close in bear hug both to snuggle you and silence you at the same time. "i'm trying to be serious! babe, c'mon!"

you wriggle in his grip until he releases you. "go on," you tease, leaning back against the wall with a coy smile, quite literally biting down on the bits of laughter trying to escape. you give luca an encouraging nod. "go on!"

luca smacks his face lightly to sober himself up, puts his hand back to the wall, and tilts his head to the side as you find yourself the recipient of the mafia boss's unfiltered attention. half-lidded eyes, parted lips, and gloved fingers beneath your chin have your heart racing, and you feel so important in that moment.

you try to shift your attention to anywhere else other than luca's lavender eyes; you can tell they see all your secrets, but his grin at your shyness pulls you back. he kisses you then, a long drawn-out thing that solidifies just how much you love each other and leaves you floating.

✦ ₊꒷꒦︶︶︶ ୨୧ ︶︶︶꒷꒦ ₊ ✦

🖊️ ike eveland:

not normally the type to kabedon, but in rare moments where he's really feeling his emotions--which ones, you can't decipher until ike whispers them into your ear--he'll do so with an unmatched fervor

you're hopelessly drawn to his presence as he hovers over you. he isn't touching, but you can still feel him

and before you know it, you're pressing into him with a kiss, hands clinging to the front of his shirt, and his winding their way around you right back

you haven't seen ike quite like this before, you think, as his form looms over yours. sure, you've seen him focused and intense before, but having them both directed solely on you? well, it's quite the feeling. your breath stutters when he captures your gaze in his, and he's so close, your choked exhale puffs against his glasses visibly before whisking away into the air.

he studies you for a moment before tilting close to your ear and whispering his thoughts directly into it. your hands shake as they wind their way into his shirt, grip tightening as ike's buttery voice reaches and caresses. it's low and intimate, and you're so glad the two of you are alone so that ike's undivided, doting attention can be all yours. perhaps that's why your sweet novelist is so... harried in his affection this time, so eager for you to know the things he's been thinking about you for the past day or so when you hadn't been able to just be alone together.

he pauses in his spoken thoughts, backing away a bit. "älskling, you alright? was that too much?"

his voice has lost the previous intensity, but none of the adoration. it's soft, you notice, and sweet as sugar. ike is so soft, and warm, and kind, and sweet, and he's right there, and that fact makes you so immeasurably happy, your hands fist into his shirt as you pull him into a kiss that you're sure will have ike's knees weak and hands shaking. the thought has you smiling against ike's lips, and his reciprocal one makes your heart full.

✦ ₊꒷꒦︶︶︶ ୨୧ ︶︶︶꒷꒦ ₊ ✦

👟 shu yamino:

he'll start his kabedon fully intending to be serious before he bursts into laughter both at just how silly he feels and your shocked and flustered face

he lasts like, three seconds before dropping his head onto your shoulder in a fit of giggles and instead opts to hold you tight in the warmest, comfiest hug imaginable

when he tries a second time, he breaks again and gives you a pun that makes you roll your eyes and give him a playful push as you tell him how cheesy he is

"um, shu?" you question. he has you backed against a wall with a hand next to your head and expression unfamiliar, but hypnotizing. you'd be lying if you said it didn't make you immediately flustered beyond belief. your beloved is normally so collected and honestly quite innocent, so seeing the steady, heated emotions splayed on his face is a rare treat. "what's up?" you can feel your voice quiver, and you clear your throat to get it to go back to normal. he really does have quite an effect on you. "shu?" you ask again, voice still shaky and small despite your attempts at fixing it.

suddenly, shu's face falls on your shoulder and you feel his laughter and smile through your shirt. his arm falls away from the wall and he pulls you into his grasp, tight and comforting, rocking you from side to side in a messy, but endearing slow dance. "gah, never mind!" he squeaks, still chuckling. "that was so cringe."

you giggle along with him, tickling his side a bit before resting your arms on his shoulders and letting shu lead you in your rock-dance. "you're so cute. shu, so when you do things like that, i get embarrassed," you admit with a bark of a laugh and a blush. you lean your forehead against his as he peers at you cautiously, lips pursed in curiosity and eyes wide. "it was kind of hot, though..." you trail off and give him a flirty look.

"guess you won't need a blanket anymore, then," says shu completely deadpan, causing you to roll your eyes in feigned exasperation before kissing him to keep him quiet and giving him a playful shove after as he tries to get you with another terrible joke.

[mimi-mystake]

insomnium

prompt: "yugo hurt/comfort about having a nightmare that yugo got taken away by the androids back into his timeline, S/O waking up crying/heavy breathing yugo literally right there awake, now looking concerned!" character: yugo asuma pairing: gn!reader x yugo asuma rating: gen notes: i've been sitting on this prompt from a lovely friend for a while now, and i think the result is worth the wait! i hope you all enjoy~!

✦ ₊꒷꒦︶︶︶ ୨୧ ︶︶︶꒷꒦ ₊ ✦

you flinch awake with a strangled gasp, fists tight enough to form crescents on your palms in a harried, vain attempt to ground yourself, and chest stubbornly locked as you try to breathe, dammit. why is it so hard to breathe?

it's dark. quiet. the only light is the hazy gleam of street lamps humming in the cold. their glow is muffled by deep blue curtains that hang limply over an old bronze rod. you try to focus on them, barely moving your body so as not to disturb yugo from his slumber. he'd taken ages to finally drift off, your fingers tracing circles on his head, arms, and waist to lull him into a sweet sleep. no point in undoing your hard work.

still air feels as if it has you in a choke hold. you can't shake the cold dread grasping up the length of your spine with lifeless, whispering fingers. each touch creating ripples of tension like a stone thrown into tranquil water. your heart pounds. you try to count the beats, but you lose track and finally let the dam break.

you're subtle though, having practiced many times, and you barely tremor as you sob. you don't want to wake yugo. whatever you do, don't wake him up. don't be too loud. don't wake him up. don't bother him. don't wake up yugo. don't disturb him. don't shake hard. don't wake up--

there's shuffling beside you, and a warm arm drapes over your hips. yugo's voice whispers your name into the gloom. "hey, what's wrong? what happened?" he inquires. you feel his breath puff against your cheek. when you don't reply, he shifts to halfway hover over you, a cautious hand finding its way to your face to wipe away steams of tears. "talk to me," he presses gently, like he's addressing a frightened animal.

there's a long, stifling moment where your panicked eyes bore into yugo, as if they're trying to burn the shadow-darkened image of him into exhausted retinas with a desperation so palpable, that even yugo himself feels it cascading off of you in mile-high waves. you can't even force yourself to blink, gaze wide and wild, when he kisses you on the temple in silent encouragement.

"they took you away from me," you croak, voice worn-out leather, "back to your time." the leather peels the more words you force.

it's all the explanation that yugo needs, though, his intuitive mind filling in the blanks as naturally as breathing and music. he kicks the blanket down as he sits against the headboard, pulling you into his lap with little effort. strong arms wrap you in a tranquil cocoon. you hear his heartbeat through the threadbare shirt he's worn to bed, and you use it to steady your own.

when your breathing evens out, after a time, you realize that yugo has been humming to you. you feel the melody caressing your cheek and jaw with such soft adoration that you can't help but sigh in relief.

"that sounded like a scary nightmare," yugo says, voice low as he minds the comfortable silence that has filled the bedroom in the absence of terror.

you merely nod, taking an unsteady breath that quivers with a residual sob. the action demands all the effort you can muster. your eyes feel leaden. a stray tear drips down your cheek.

"you know they can't get me, yeah? can't take me back? i'll never let that happen, okay?" arms tighten around you, a reassuring weight. "you'll never let that happen, either, not with how feisty you normally are." your lips pull into a small smile at the tease, and you nod again, relishing the chuckle that yugo lets out.

"never ever," you say. the reply's weak and watery, but you put all of your emotion into it anyway, thanking yugo through your intent and, at last, allowing yourself to relax in his hold. "never ever."

[lxm-memories]

Hiii Naru, congratulation on you 1000 followers. Can i request "don’t be a stranger, okay? " of Vox (｡･ω･｡)ﾉ♡. I'm not picky so just write anything you want to. Lots of love to you, keep it up!!

lxm-memories 1k followers event

✧ vox akuma x gn!reader

✧ prompts: "don't be a stranger, okay?"

✧ content: text written in italic is referring to the past, mentions of character death

✧ a/n: our local demon actually got more than one request this time, i'm surprised- still can't write that great for vox, but i hope this was still enjoyable !! and this might not have been what most of you were expecting, but writing these bittersweet scenarios just comes easier to vox than others given how his lore is !! //edit as of: 09.10.22: welcome back vox

Vox didn't believe in reincarnation.

Hold on, let's rephrase that.

Vox Akuma didn't want to believe in the concept of reincarnation.

And yes, it would be as easy to just say: "Then don't?" but how can he? He's a literal demon, he has met a witch, a dragon, humans who bear the power that was unimaginable to most. Faced with such realities, how can Vox Akuma not believe in the concept of reincarnation?

But it's a scary concept that Vox doesn't want to admit exists.

"Pfft, believe it or not, but I am indeed a lord of a clan." a presumably younger Vox says, hans hidden beneath the folds of his kimono as he glances over at the person next to him who merely raises an eyebrow at him.

"As if I wouldn't be aware, my lonely lord." you say, raising your tiny cup of sake to clink against his own. "I am a part of that clan after all."

There was a point when Vox wished reincarnation was possible when he held your lifeless body in his arms, the smell of smoke and the warmth of the spreading fire amplifying his feelings of helplessness he felt at that moment.

The screams of his other clan members who were falling one after one, the sound of his palace falling down seemed so far away, and yet he couldn't move even at the prompt of his other clan members who were still fighting valiantly, still clutching onto your limp body.

Because even when the everything around him was burning hot, your body was so, so cold.

"... You're looking worse for wear," Vox halts in his step. His already sour mood turning worse at the rude remark from a random person. He turns around, ready to give them a piece of his mind when he stops dead in his tracks. The person before him only smiling at him in sadness, "I see there's no clan this time around, my lonely lord?"

He couldn't face you. And he wondered why you didn't chase him either when he turned around and went an opposite road from you - Neither did he ever see you after that.

He didn't like the concept of reincarnation after that.

Turn time to the present, and he wonder if you were amongst the thousands of new people he had gathered. "But that's almost like trying to pick a needle from a haystack at that point," he mutters, laughing bitterly at himself before smiling at the barista before him who only looks back at him with a smile as kind as his own.

"That will be everything?" they ask, to which Vox nods - about to tell them his name when they merely turn around. "Well then, please sit on a chair while I make your order, my lonely lord."

And he stops, turning around to reach for you but you've already walked into the backrooms - away from his reach.

The one who calls his name to get his order isn't you, and Vox feels almost guilty. Did you not want to meet him again after the last time you met? When he rejected you so harshly before you could even reach out to him? After he failed to protect you like he promised he would 400 years ago?

But when he turns the cup around, his eyes widen when he sees the number scribbled on the cup along with the simple message of: "Don't be a stranger this time, okay?"

And for once, Vox appreciates the concept of reincarnation.

[xapriy]

 ♡﹕𓄹 ࣪  𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝓯𝓾𝓾-𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓷 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞.   ( ◡‿◡ )

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[junstrr]

[creadbrumbs]

uki uki daisuki 💜🔮

[mimi-mystake]

insomnium

prompt: "yugo hurt/comfort about having a nightmare that yugo got taken away by the androids back into his timeline, S/O waking up crying/heavy breathing yugo literally right there awake, now looking concerned!" character: yugo asuma pairing: gn!reader x yugo asuma rating: gen notes: i've been sitting on this prompt from a lovely friend for a while now, and i think the result is worth the wait! i hope you all enjoy~!

✦ ₊꒷꒦︶︶︶ ୨୧ ︶︶︶꒷꒦ ₊ ✦

you flinch awake with a strangled gasp, fists tight enough to form crescents on your palms in a harried, vain attempt to ground yourself, and chest stubbornly locked as you try to breathe, dammit. why is it so hard to breathe?

it's dark. quiet. the only light is the hazy gleam of street lamps humming in the cold. their glow is muffled by deep blue curtains that hang limply over an old bronze rod. you try to focus on them, barely moving your body so as not to disturb yugo from his slumber. he'd taken ages to finally drift off, your fingers tracing circles on his head, arms, and waist to lull him into a sweet sleep. no point in undoing your hard work.

still air feels as if it has you in a choke hold. you can't shake the cold dread grasping up the length of your spine with lifeless, whispering fingers. each touch creating ripples of tension like a stone thrown into tranquil water. your heart pounds. you try to count the beats, but you lose track and finally let the dam break.

you're subtle though, having practiced many times, and you barely tremor as you sob. you don't want to wake yugo. whatever you do, don't wake him up. don't be too loud. don't wake him up. don't bother him. don't wake up yugo. don't disturb him. don't shake hard. don't wake up--

there's shuffling beside you, and a warm arm drapes over your hips. yugo's voice whispers your name into the gloom. "hey, what's wrong? what happened?" he inquires. you feel his breath puff against your cheek. when you don't reply, he shifts to halfway hover over you, a cautious hand finding its way to your face to wipe away steams of tears. "talk to me," he presses gently, like he's addressing a frightened animal.

there's a long, stifling moment where your panicked eyes bore into yugo, as if they're trying to burn the shadow-darkened image of him into exhausted retinas with a desperation so palpable, that even yugo himself feels it cascading off of you in mile-high waves. you can't even force yourself to blink, gaze wide and wild, when he kisses you on the temple in silent encouragement.

"they took you away from me," you croak, voice worn-out leather, "back to your time." the leather peels the more words you force.

it's all the explanation that yugo needs, though, his intuitive mind filling in the blanks as naturally as breathing and music. he kicks the blanket down as he sits against the headboard, pulling you into his lap with little effort. strong arms wrap you in a tranquil cocoon. you hear his heartbeat through the threadbare shirt he's worn to bed, and you use it to steady your own.

when your breathing evens out, after a time, you realize that yugo has been humming to you. you feel the melody caressing your cheek and jaw with such soft adoration that you can't help but sigh in relief.

"that sounded like a scary nightmare," yugo says, voice low as he minds the comfortable silence that has filled the bedroom in the absence of terror.

you merely nod, taking an unsteady breath that quivers with a residual sob. the action demands all the effort you can muster. your eyes feel leaden. a stray tear drips down your cheek.

"you know they can't get me, yeah? can't take me back? i'll never let that happen, okay?" arms tighten around you, a reassuring weight. "you'll never let that happen, either, not with how feisty you normally are." your lips pull into a small smile at the tease, and you nod again, relishing the chuckle that yugo lets out.

"never ever," you say. the reply's weak and watery, but you put all of your emotion into it anyway, thanking yugo through your intent and, at last, allowing yourself to relax in his hold. "never ever."

[lxm-memories]

Could you make a Lucien x streamer reader

In a omniscient reader au?

knowing their past w/ luxiem

✧ luxiem x gn!reader [separately]

✧ content: hurt and comfort cause why not.

✧ rule of thumb: please read my works as fiction related to the streamers, they are in no way real or connected to what the actual streamer is as a person - i write for the personas of luxiem, not for the person behind them.

✧ a/n: decided to tweak this a tiny bit because i'm not the biggest fan of omniscient tropes (seems a bit too powerful) so i decided to let the reader be able to know the past of people they meet.

✧ Shu wasn't secretive about his history with sorcery, or the fact that his type was considered to be more of the "evil" side of sorcery rather than the good one fairytales showed. Heck, even the bad sorcery shown in movies didn't come close to just what sort of awful deeds he could do with his magic - if he ever desired to do so.

✧ He doesn't mind it, of course he doesn't say too much about his abilities, nor go into detail on past incidents where he had to use it. Not with how this modern society seems to be a lot more normal than when he was in his own timeline and in the past. According to Vox who has seen the modern day society develop at least.

✧ He knew you were able to know the past of others, but just like Shu you only said that it doesn't happen every time with every single human. And the two of you had been together for so long without you uttering a word about seenig his past he thought he was one of the few you wouldn't be able to see the past of.

✧ So when one day, when he's hugging you from behind while playing a game he feels you stiffen in his hold? Shu just immediately just knows - Knows that you've seen the part of him he hoped you would never see. "How are you holding up?" he whispers, slowly retracting his arms away from you to give you some space.

✧ But when you abruptly turn around to instead engulf him in a hug, the sorcerer stiffens and loses his balance, causing the both of you to topple down onto the couch, your body on top of his while your arms are tightly wrapped around his neck. "I- I'm sorry? Did it scare you? It's not the prettiest sight, but I had my moments didn't I?" he tries to joke, but goes quiet when he can feel his neck getting wet with tears.

✧ "I'm fine, really. Thank you for caring so much," he whispers in the end, turning his head to kiss your temple. "I want to beat those people up in your stead, how did you even manage to hold back with everything they said and did?" you whisper, and Shu can feel the contained anger in your voice, which causes him to chuckle nervously. "Let's not dwell on it? And even so, right now they're probably dead and me and my family are all here. Safe. Do I look hurt to you right now?" he asks, cupping your cheeks to rub his thumb underneath your eyes. "And right now, I feel more loved than I ever did back then."

✧ Ike has numerously told people that he's not from this timeline and that he's still getting adjusted to how vastly different it is compared to his own where technology were barely developing at that time.

✧ But he's still shown in through his facial expressions how fond he is of the hardcovers of multiple books. Lovingly rubbing the spine of each novel and story whenever you visit a book store on your many trips.

✧ And he's been very bare with you as well about his experience on suddenly getting thrown here. How confused he was and how he felt suddenly being in a modern city - But he never told you about what came after. Because most people just want to know how he felt when he first came here.

✧ And similarly, when he got to know about your abilities and how on and off it is, he only smiled while leaning in to give you a kiss on the forehead. "I don't mind if you were to find out what happened in detail, both before I came and after I came here. But, do tell me when you suddenly see it? I imagine it's not the most pleasant of experiences, although the others have most likely had it worse."

✧ He notices immediately the day you suddenly get to see his past. It's when he welcomes you back from work, and you suddenly stiffen in his hold. He does contemplate letting you go for a second and give you space, but when you only hold him tighter he lets out a sigh of relief before burying his face into your neck. "How are you feeling, darling?"

✧ "You really toned down how much you were going through," you whisper, the image of the amount of times Ike broke down on numerous occasions before he finally settled down carved into your memory. He hums, turning his head to kiss your nape. "I had my moments, but it wasn't that bad as the-" "Shut up and let me hug you for the time I wasn't there to hold you," you intervene. Ike only chuckling and saying nothing more, merely hoisting you up onto his arms before walking towards the couch in the living room so you could both sit down.

✧ Everyone knows Luca was a part of the mafia, and even know has some sort of ties to the modern day mafia. Even though his reputation in the mafia isn't as pronounced in this time as it was in his own, he still exudes quite the intimidating air - at first glance that is.

✧ And you can tell that there are things Luca wants to hide from you as long as he can. There are times when you find him halt in his steps when he goes to hug you - almost like he's afraid that this is the time when he touches you that you'll see his past.

✧ While Luca prides himself in the fact that he was considered one of the "good" mafias back in his world, it doesn't excuse the fact that he has done terrible things back in his own timeline - and he knows as much as your ability fluctates so much, once it activates you will see everything. The good and the bad.

✧ And he wants to be there with you when that happens, even though he knows it's going to hurt seeing your eyes so wide and scared - because of him. But he wants to be there to assure you that it was, ironically enough in the past.

✧ He doesn't expect that the moment when you see his past was when he was sleeping. Fortunately, or unfortunately for Luca in this case - he's a light sleeper. So the moment you bolt up gasping from his hold in a cold sweat, his own eyes snap open immediately. And at first he thinks it's a nightmare, but when he reaches his hand out to ask if you're okay and you literally jump away? That's all the information he needs to know that his past has been shown to you.

✧ "How are you feeling, babe?" he asks, unaturally calm and serious for once. And you only laugh at the tone and at the weird atmosphere. "It felt like a nightmare to be honest," you confess in a whisper, turning your head to give Luca an apologetic smile. The last thing your boyfriend would want from you is that you brush it off as something normal. "Until I saw you from the reflection. Somehow I didn't feel as scared anymore, even though the first thing that greeted me was a bloody scene," you continue to tell, not flinching away from Luca this time when he gathers you up in his arms.

✧ "Wasn't it scary? Handling all of those personally at times?" you ask, and Luca only hums, leaning back into the headboard while brushing his fingers down your spine, which makes you shiver. "At times, but enough about me, are you sure you're okay though?" he asks once again, and you only nod. "I know you, Luca. And as scary as it was - looking at you is like looking at a giant teddy bear. I just now know this giant teddy bear would be able to protect me in a way I thought only happened in movies," and with that statement, Luca lets out his normal melodic laugh.

✧ Mysta had proudly told you numerous times that he was a renown detective back in his world - to which you would of course believe in, but then laugh and ask. "What about now?" to which his only reply is: "There's no serial murders happening left and right or some absurd mastermind of puzzles in this timeline, is there?" He got a point there (I hope, don't quote me on that.)

✧ He's also told you about his lonely and harsh past too, he's been very open about a lot of his struggles to you. Which is why at this point Mysta believes there isn't really anything too shocking for you to see.

✧ So when you told him about your ability to see his past, he just shrugged his shoulders. "I mean, there are a few scenarios I can think of that can gross you out because it's handling murders, but other than that my life wasn't that eventful up till the point I got sucked into a wormhole."

✧ The day it happens is actually just any other normal day, his hand had merely brushed your own when you had asked for a cup. And when the glass shatters from you not grabbing it, Mysta turns around to question what happened only to notice that you're completely frozen.

✧ "Well you're acting weird, what's up?" he asks, only needing two seconds after asking to know why you suddenly look like a deer caught in headlights. And yet, he doesn't understand why you would look so out of it. "It's really not as bad as you said," you finally mutter, and Mysta nods along. "Right? I already told you everything that you saw-"

✧ He halts mid-sentence when you go to wrap your arms around his waist. "It still hurts to see you so alone though back then. You did so well hanging in there, Mysta. Even though it took a wormhole and probably a couple of more years of that same struggle to get where you are now," you whisper, looking up at the detective who looks dumbfounded for once. "You truly are amazing, Mysta Rias."

✧ He's told everyone about the fact he was a previous lord of a clan, how many there were and how they all died. He's also briefly touched upon the events that happened after he had barely managed to escape with his life intact.

✧ And he always get this somber look on his face whenever he does retell that story. An incident of a lord who wanted to protect his clan, but was unable to. And as much as you believe Vox wants to forget it - you also know he doesn't want to as well, it's the least he can do for the people he lost that day to a war.

✧ Which is why you also feel like you have no right to suddenly know about his past to the last bit since you feel like you're intruding. Intruding on a memorial that only Vox should know about. And while you know he's happier now, you still don't want to pry.

✧ And Vox knows that, and he reassures you that your ability is something that you can't control, and the day that it happens he wouldn't get mad. And yet you can't shake of the feeling that something will happen the day you find out.

✧ So when one evening when you sit by Vox to continue watching him play a certain game he likes to play outside of his streams and you bump into his shoulder? Vox immediately notices when you stiffen - pausing the game to let you process everything with a calm expression, and when you look over at him you're greeted with a smile, a very sad one.

✧ And that's when you can't help, but let the tears run down your cheeks, "I-I'm so sorry, it-" you try to explain, but Vox only cradles your face while shushing you gently, settling you on his lap so he can direct you to bury your face onto his neck. "I know, love. I know," he whispers, and you can hear his restrained voice trying to hold back tears, "It's still a vivid memory, every death, every scream and the flames. I'm so sorry that you had to see that as well, love." he chokes out, prompting you to only hug the demon tighter, "I'm so sorry, Vox."

[shuchu]

congrats for the 100 followers<333

can i request prompt 11 (nsfw list) for mysta? tyty

-ˋˏ ⋆ be good ⋆ ˎˊ-

shuchu’s 100 follower event ♡

prompt: “be a good girl/boy for daddy/mommy.”

character: mysta rias ; dom!mysta

warnings: NSFW, minors dni ; fem!reader ; spanking ; unprotected sex ; “slut” is used

author notes: thank you for the congrats anon!! ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ i’m sorry this took me a while to get out, life has been crazy lately (・・；) i also apologise for this being fem!reader because the prompt didn’t really let me write for gn!reader (╥﹏╥) this one’s on the longer side so i hope y’all enjoy this ehe ‹𝟹 & i hope life has been treating y’all well!!! i miss talking to you guys ♡ decorative divider: @/mykaesu on twt ⋯♡ᵎ

you and mysta were out at the mall, grabbing some lunch and groceries before heading back home. the both of you woke up late today so by the time you got to the mall, you were starving.

you both ended up at a japanese restaurant for some ramen. while mysta was deciding on what ramen to have, you hugged his arm and guided his hand to your upper thigh. mysta turns to you and narrows his eyes, “what are you up to? why the sudden pda hmm?”

you giggle and batt your eyelashes at him innocently, “nothing, i just missed you baby.” 

mysta looks at you for a while more before turning back to the menu, making a mental note of your actions. you were definitely up to something, he just didn’t know what. 

when the waiter came around to take your orders, you asked for his recommendation and chatted with him a little before actually making your order. as mysta watched this exchange he couldn’t help but feel a little jealous, just what were you up to? at this point he was certain that you were scheming in that little head of yours. 

mysta chose not to say anything about it and the both of you had a little chat while enjoying the food. after you guys finished up your ramen, you looked at mysta and said, “hey babe, look at me for a sec.” 

immediately after mysta turned towards you, you leaned in and licked the corner of his lips before pulling back and licking your lips with a mischievous glint in your eyes. “there was some soup left there, i’m just helping to clean it off for you.”

yup she’s definitely up to something. mysta chuckles and gives you a peck on the cheek, “ah i see, thanks babe. let’s go get groceries now yeah?”

at the supermarket, the teasing wouldn’t stop. you were bending over more than usual to grab things from the lower shelves and you were “clumsier” than usual, dropping things on the floor and having to bend down to pick them up.

at this point it was painfully obvious that you were trying to get mysta riled up. mysta didn’t want to give in easily to your tricks but the boner straining against his pants had a different idea.

the drive home was silent, tension and lust brewing in the air. you nibbled on your bottom lip, sneaking glances at mysta ever so often. usually it would be easy to tell what mysta was thinking but this time his face was expressionless making you wonder if you had succeeded.

after the both of you got home, mysta placed the bags of groceries on the kitchen island and you started to put some of the stuff away. as you were placing some food into the cabinets, you suddenly felt mysta press up behind you and both his hands planted on the counter on either side of you, cornering you in. 

you smirk, got him. 

“hi baby, you gonna help me put some of these away?” you ask innocently. 

mysta leans down and whispers in your ear, “you think i wasn’t gonna figure out your little plan? trying to get me jealous and teasing me out in public like that, you’re such a slut.” his voice dipped down an octave as his spoke. 

your tongue darts out to daub your bottom lip, “i- i don’t know what you’re talking about. i did no such thing.” you said, trying to keep up the act. 

smack.

your eyes widened and a soft moan escaped your lips. 

“such a naughty girl. look at you, already dripping for me and i’ve just barely touched you.” mysta purrs into your ear, his hand travelling down to slide a finger against your slit. 

you groan and start grinding yourself on mysta to gain more friction, the slick between your thighs increasing by the minute from the dirty talk. 

“tch.” mysta tuts and his hand lands on your ass again with a loud smack making you whimper softly. “be a good girl for daddy and stay still.”

you bite your lower lip and groan, bending over the counter more. mysta starts kissing up your back while his hands knead your ass, “i’m going to spank you 10 times and you have to count them out loud or else, we’ll start from 1 again. you understand?”

“mhm.” you nod.

mysta, unhappy with your response, moves a hand to grab your chin turning you to face him, “use your words.”

“y-yes, i understand.” you swallow thickly, the aching need between your thighs growing stronger.

mysta’s hand lands roughly on the right cheek making you gasp and jolt at the hot shocks of pain radiating from the slap. “ah-! one!”

the second slap lands on the one on the left and you moan, your knuckles turning white from how hard your hands were gripping the edge of the counter. “t-two!”

you were trying your best to keep track of the fast and hard spanks, mysta was giving you close to no time in between each one. your brain was all fuzzy from the hot stinging pain.

mysta massages your soft flesh, leaning down to coo in your ear, “such a good girl. looks like you enjoyed that punishment huh?” 

he chuckles before moving back. then, you feel something prodding at your sopping hole. “since you wanna act like a slut, i’ll fuck you like one.” mysta growls lowly.

before you could even utter a reply, mysta slammed his entire length deep into you, making you cry out his name. you stretched your arms upwards so that the upper half of your body could lie flat on the counter as mysta thrusts into you mercilessly.

“you were that desperate for me to fuck you huh? had to act up in public like that. maybe next time i’ll just take you in public, let everyone know how much of a slut you are.” mysta whispers into your ear as he slams into you.

your eyes were screwed shut and your tongue lolled out from mysta hitting that sweet spot again and again. you were getting closer and closer to your climax, the knot in your abdomen getting tighter and tighter.

“mysta- baby- i-i’m gonna cum!” you mewl. 

“yeah? cum for me baby.” mysta says, his hot breath fanning against the shell of your ear. he then reaches down to rub your clit, making you cry out as you come undone on his dick.

“oh fuck-“ mysta moaned as your walls clenched down on him, making him fill you with his seed. you pant heavily trying to catch your breath and mysta wraps his arms around you holding you close, pressing a kiss to the crown of your head. 

[hirsheyskisses]

Hello hir-san!!!

If you have some time, can i ask for angst to fluff of shu and vox's reaction when their s/o ask if the bois still love them? Thank you so much

-🍰

❝My Love is Only For You❞

ᥫ᭡┆Vox Akuma & Shu Yamino x Reader┆ᥫ᭡

𖥔 Angst to Fluff

°⌜ Summary: You've started to feel.. alone. Whether it be your own scarce mind.. Or maybe.. they.. ⌟°

A/N: HEYY! 🍰! I was started to wonder where my first emoji anons went- and now yall popped up- ANYWAYS HOPE YOU ENJOY! 💙

Vox Akuma

Everytime you awoke.

He was gone, without a single trace of his warmth. Sometimes, from somewhere in the house, or rather, his streaming room, you'd hear his voice. Flirting with his chat, laughing with his friends. Rarely did you ever manage to spend a lot of time with your demon boyfriend. The times you did were often just for meals, or occasionally a couch hangout. But most times? He was just too tired.

Of course, you never said anything.

You didn't want to be seen as clingy, annoying, or controlling. You wanted your boyfriend to have fun and enjoy himself.

Even if he couldn't with you.

And when Mysta, Luca, and Nina came over for the week-long off collab, the feeling grew worse.

Anytime you came out, Vox gave you little attention; in fact, you felt invisible. The only times he called you was to help him make food; and when the time came round to eat, you'd grab your food and leave. Because you didn't feel welcome at the table.

His laughs began to haunt you.

Even when you two were sleeping, it felt as though there was a giant giant brick-wall between you two.

You despised it.

Weeks passed..

Weeks passed and you'd still yet to say anything. Trying to rely on the little attention you did get. Trying to fill your heart that was slowly becoming an aching void.

Until finally, it came crashing over.

And you broke.

"...Vox?"

The two of you had been sitting on the couch. For the last fifteen minutes, the demon had been rambling about whatever had gone on with his friends, but if you were being truthful, you hadn't been listening.

Instead, been dreading this.

"Yea? Whats up, (Name)?"

For once.. his attention was on you.

And it was now or never.

"Do you.. still love me?"

To say Vox was caught off guard..

..was an understatement.

Seeing you, staring at him with tears filled in your eyes. Realization crashing over him in a wave of guilt, sadness, and absolute, and utter terror. Eyes widening, Vox reached out to you. His mouth opening to say something, something to reassure you, but you shied away from his touch.

The demon's heart shattered into a million pieces.

"My love.. my darling, of course i still love you- i always have- please, baby, look at me-" Tears that had been threatening to spill from your eyes finally came spilling down. Vox hated it. He hated how you were looking at him, with that scared, tired, and depressed expression. He despised himself for not noticing.

For thinking that you'd stay with how he'd neglected you.

"You.. dont have to lie, Vox.. I can take it." With your sleeves, you wiped your tears the best you could, breath coming in soft, short gasps.

"No- Don't. I love you." Vox didn't let you shy away this time. He pulled you into his arm, burying his face into your hair, pulling you into his chest. "I.. i love you, so so much."

"..I can't.. imagine a world without you. Darling.. You are my light. I'm.. im so sorry."

Every second, Vox hated himself. He'd ignored you, and expected you to be alright. He was a shitty boyfriend. A shitty person.

He slowly pulled his head away, and pressed a kiss to your forehead, "i love your laugh.." to your cheek, "your smile.." your nose, "the way you.. always light up a room.." neck, "i love you."

Resting his forehead against your own, Vox could feel his own tears threatening to spill. "I'm.. im sorry. I've been- so shitty. I didn't think and I-"

You cut him off with a kiss to his lips.

While he was mending your heart, he felt his own ache even more.

"Darling.."

"...Please.. Vox, if you ever- i mean.. if you don't-"

"I will always love you."

From that point on, Vox had made it his goal, no, his mission to ensure your heart was always filled. To ensure he would never be the cause of your pain again. With your help, he balanced work and his friends, and left plenty of time for you.

He vowed never.. to ever make you feel unloved by him again.

Shu Yamino

You knew what you were getting into, going into a relationship with Shu.

Or at least, you thought you did. As friends, it felt as though the two of you were inseparable: and when you confessed, and Shu returned your feelings, you had expected it to become even more so.

Turns out, you were wrong.

Sure, the first few weeks, months, were good: Shu was a lovebird, constantly showering you in affection, constantly making you laugh. He would light up your day effortlessly, and you his.

Until he didn't.

Shu was always so caught up in his work. You expected that.. yet he still made time for others. The few, and far inbetween times you did spend, Shu was exhausted- which, was to be expected. More nights than not, you slept alone, and awoke alone. Mealtimes, sure, Shu was still there; but seeing him..

..Well, you couldn't help it.

Couldn't help how empty your heart felt.

Without his laughter, his odd jokes, everything.

Which.. left you to believe, Shu didn't love you anymore.

one day, as he was gone, you made up your mind. You wouldn't- no, couldn't stay in an environment like this.

So, as you made dinner for the two of you, you had decided to ask him, straight up.

.."Shu?"

Looking up from his food, you felt your stomach drop. "Yeah? What's up?"

Were you really about to do this? It.. could ruin everything. But.. i don't want him to feel pressured, or.. obligated, to be in a relationship with me..

"Do you.."

"...do you still love me?"

Silence. The only sound- was silence. Your heart, slowly tearing apart, and Shu, staring at you with utter confusion.

Quickly, to hide your tears and guilt, you looked up at him. "Its- nevermind."

Shoving yourself away from the table, you made to stand, only for a force to crash into you and send you stumbling against the counter.

"Eh? Sh-"

"Im.. im so sorry."

His voice cracked, arms tightening around your body, head burying into your neck.

Was he.. crying?

"It.. it isnt- i do love you." Shu held you closer, as realization crashed over him in waves. Of what he'd done.

Your own tears spilling over, as he patched your heart.

"You.." "i.. i.. heck."

"You dont have to- say it. If you don't mean it."

Shu leaned his head away to look you in your eyes. "I do. I've been.. yeesh, terrible.."

During that moment of Shu holding you, you could practically feel his regret. You could see it in his eyes.

He'd never meant to hurt you.

And he'd never make the same mistake again.

[mimi-mystake]

luxiem kabedoning reader? ~_☆

lovely anon, i just wanna tell you that this request had me flustered the entire time i was writing. like.... waa (///￣ ￣///)also important psa: never kabedon irl without consent! this post is a little spicy/suggestive, btw!

〜☆ luxiem kabedoning reader

👹 vox akuma:

king of the kabedon fr fr he has it mastered like it's a high art form

always smooth about it no matter what, and leaves you breathless and confused each and every time. like, how is he doing this unironically? and so well, excuse???

loves it very much when you get flustered and bury your head in his chest to avoid his gaze. please do because then you can feel his laughter

"oh, my sweet thing," vox purrs. his hand is flat against the wall near your head, the other curling soft fingers beneath your chin to lift it. the second his eyes lock on yours, you're weak. your heart pounds and you feel so, so small under his gaze. like a caught butterfly, you tremble.

he studies you with an intensity that shows you that you're the most interesting, beautiful subject in the world. his eyes burn into yours as he leans closer, just a fraction, and everything about him suddenly overtakes your senses.

it's almost too much, you think, having vox so intimately close to you in this position. you're not even doing anything terribly spicy, not even a simple kiss, and yet you feel your face heating up hotter than the core of the earth. wetting your lips, you break eye contact with him after too much time has passed. he's a lot. vox is so much, so close, and...

your thoughts stumble, trip, and dissolve as you let your head fall against vox's warm chest, groaning, "you're ridiculous." and vox laughs, because of course he does, making you burst into a fit of giggles once your nerves have settled.

✦ ₊꒷꒦︶︶︶ ୨୧ ︶︶︶꒷꒦ ₊ ✦

🦊 mysta rias:

it would be easy to think that mysta kabedoning you would be hilarious or just awkward, but no, he cranks up the charm to 1000% and hits you with a smirk that makes your knees weak and heart stutter

one of the rare moments where he is purely suave. he'd be too powerful if he could be this way all the time

will melt into a blushy little puddle if you give him a kiss

"hm? out of comebacks already?" he says after he's caged you between the wall and his forearm leaving your throat tight and eyes wide. mysta's smirk makes you feel a certain type of way, and there's a mischievous glint in his eyes that you want to dive into fully. he leans closer to you, mirroring his right arm to his left and crowding closer to you.

you stutter out a few syllables, but find that you can't summon proper words as you stare into the blue of mysta's bi-colored eyes. instead, you smile up at him and flutter your lashes prettily. your wit may have left you, but your own charm thankfully hasn't. it works in your favor, too, seeing as how mysta's cheeks color ever so slightly and his adam's apple bobs with a poorly hidden nervous swallow.

he recovers smoothly, though, and continues his teasing. "no, no, no, you're not the doing the flirting here, babe." he leans so close, you can inhale his words. "that's aaaaall me." his voice softens to velvet and your entire body shudders.

mysta's smirk somehow becomes more smug, and it bothers you so much that you close the distance between the two of you to kiss it clear off his face. it works a little too well as when you pull away, mysta is left spluttering, flushed, and terribly smitten. now it's your turn to smirk as he collapses onto you, mumbling about how you're so unfair and mean to tease him back.

✦ ₊꒷꒦︶︶︶ ୨୧ ︶︶︶꒷꒦ ₊ ✦

🦁 luca kaneshiro:

being kabedoned by the tall, broad, muscular mafia boss is literally a dream come true, and he does it so, so well. he might chuckle the entire time, but it just adds to the charm and my god, is luca swoon-worthy

will lift you chin if you try to hide and give you this lopsided grin before kissing you silly

there is something so powerful about his kabedon that has you feeling electrified

you're both overcome with laughter when luca's hand smacks against the wall above your head. he's tried his best to stay serious and flirty, and dear god, did that work for a long, heated second where you were drawn into his allure, but the second he tries to say something to send you spiraling further into simpdom, you're already grinning from ear to ear and luca's infectious guffaws fills the empty space.

"hey! i'm trying-" he struggles to keep himself together as he pulls you close in bear hug both to snuggle you and silence you at the same time. "i'm trying to be serious! babe, c'mon!"

you wriggle in his grip until he releases you. "go on," you tease, leaning back against the wall with a coy smile, quite literally biting down on the bits of laughter trying to escape. you give luca an encouraging nod. "go on!"

luca smacks his face lightly to sober himself up, puts his hand back to the wall, and tilts his head to the side as you find yourself the recipient of the mafia boss's unfiltered attention. half-lidded eyes, parted lips, and gloved fingers beneath your chin have your heart racing, and you feel so important in that moment.

you try to shift your attention to anywhere else other than luca's lavender eyes; you can tell they see all your secrets, but his grin at your shyness pulls you back. he kisses you then, a long drawn-out thing that solidifies just how much you love each other and leaves you floating.

✦ ₊꒷꒦︶︶︶ ୨୧ ︶︶︶꒷꒦ ₊ ✦

🖊️ ike eveland:

not normally the type to kabedon, but in rare moments where he's really feeling his emotions--which ones, you can't decipher until ike whispers them into your ear--he'll do so with an unmatched fervor

you're hopelessly drawn to his presence as he hovers over you. he isn't touching, but you can still feel him

and before you know it, you're pressing into him with a kiss, hands clinging to the front of his shirt, and his winding their way around you right back

you haven't seen ike quite like this before, you think, as his form looms over yours. sure, you've seen him focused and intense before, but having them both directed solely on you? well, it's quite the feeling. your breath stutters when he captures your gaze in his, and he's so close, your choked exhale puffs against his glasses visibly before whisking away into the air.

he studies you for a moment before tilting close to your ear and whispering his thoughts directly into it. your hands shake as they wind their way into his shirt, grip tightening as ike's buttery voice reaches and caresses. it's low and intimate, and you're so glad the two of you are alone so that ike's undivided, doting attention can be all yours. perhaps that's why your sweet novelist is so... harried in his affection this time, so eager for you to know the things he's been thinking about you for the past day or so when you hadn't been able to just be alone together.

he pauses in his spoken thoughts, backing away a bit. "älskling, you alright? was that too much?"

his voice has lost the previous intensity, but none of the adoration. it's soft, you notice, and sweet as sugar. ike is so soft, and warm, and kind, and sweet, and he's right there, and that fact makes you so immeasurably happy, your hands fist into his shirt as you pull him into a kiss that you're sure will have ike's knees weak and hands shaking. the thought has you smiling against ike's lips, and his reciprocal one makes your heart full.

✦ ₊꒷꒦︶︶︶ ୨୧ ︶︶︶꒷꒦ ₊ ✦

👟 shu yamino:

he'll start his kabedon fully intending to be serious before he bursts into laughter both at just how silly he feels and your shocked and flustered face

he lasts like, three seconds before dropping his head onto your shoulder in a fit of giggles and instead opts to hold you tight in the warmest, comfiest hug imaginable

when he tries a second time, he breaks again and gives you a pun that makes you roll your eyes and give him a playful push as you tell him how cheesy he is

"um, shu?" you question. he has you backed against a wall with a hand next to your head and expression unfamiliar, but hypnotizing. you'd be lying if you said it didn't make you immediately flustered beyond belief. your beloved is normally so collected and honestly quite innocent, so seeing the steady, heated emotions splayed on his face is a rare treat. "what's up?" you can feel your voice quiver, and you clear your throat to get it to go back to normal. he really does have quite an effect on you. "shu?" you ask again, voice still shaky and small despite your attempts at fixing it.

suddenly, shu's face falls on your shoulder and you feel his laughter and smile through your shirt. his arm falls away from the wall and he pulls you into his grasp, tight and comforting, rocking you from side to side in a messy, but endearing slow dance. "gah, never mind!" he squeaks, still chuckling. "that was so cringe."

you giggle along with him, tickling his side a bit before resting your arms on his shoulders and letting shu lead you in your rock-dance. "you're so cute. shu, so when you do things like that, i get embarrassed," you admit with a bark of a laugh and a blush. you lean your forehead against his as he peers at you cautiously, lips pursed in curiosity and eyes wide. "it was kind of hot, though..." you trail off and give him a flirty look.

"guess you won't need a blanket anymore, then," says shu completely deadpan, causing you to roll your eyes in feigned exasperation before kissing him to keep him quiet and giving him a playful shove after as he tries to get you with another terrible joke.